Hearing Wang Changsheng's words, Wenqiu froze on the spot. It wasn't that Wenqiu didn't hear it, but that he couldn't believe it. Wenqiu knew too well about the strength of his master, Venerable Zongyu.

When she was chased by a venerable in the war world, the little junior sister died at the hands of that venerable. However, after the venerable Jingyu arrived, he killed the venerable with his sword in just a few hours.

And what did Wang Changsheng just say?

Master has died?

Wenqiu came back to his senses, composed himself, suppressed his emotions, and asked tremblingly, "Junior Brother Ninth, what did you just say?"

"I didn't hear it clearly"

Wang Changsheng looked at Wen Qiu's reaction and knew that Wen Qiu must have heard clearly. However, what Wang Changsheng said was too unbelievable. Wen Qiu didn't believe it and wanted to make sure again.

"Master, fell into the war world"

Wang Changsheng said again with certainty.

The relationship between Wang Changsheng and Venerable Jingyu was not as strong as that of Wen Qiu. Wang Changsheng's worship under Venerable Jingyu was nothing more than a transaction.

Therefore, Wang Changsheng did not feel very strongly about the death of Venerable Jingyu. He just felt a little sad and regretful. After all, Venerable Jingyu taught him the art of Jianfeng.

Wang Changsheng will never forget the kindness of teaching him.

From this incident, Wang Changsheng also became more aware of the dangers of the war world.

Even powerful men like Venerable Jingyu, who were in the realm of venerables, fell into the war world. The intensity of the disputes in the war world was far beyond Wang Changsheng's expectations.

"impossible!"

When Wenqiu heard Wang Changsheng confirm again, his expression became gloomy, and he said word by word, "Junior Brother Ninth, do you know what you are talking about?"

In the Jiutian Realm, great importance is attached to the inheritance of teachers. If the news about Wang Changsheng is fabricated, Venerable Jingyu and his family will not let Wang Changsheng go.

"Um!"

Wang Changsheng nodded and said, "Of course I know what I'm talking about. The jade slip of life left by Master in the door has been broken into pieces."

"Then it may be that there is something wrong with the jade slip and it has failed!"

Wen Qiu didn't wait for Wang Changsheng to finish speaking, and spoke with a faint roar. He looked at Wang Changsheng in the eyes, as if he wanted to swallow Wang Changsheng in one gulp.

Wenqiu felt guilty about what happened back then. Otherwise, a good "Junzi Sword" who had already made a big name in the war world would not give up his cultivation path and sink into prison.

Introspection.

Wenqiu always felt that he was sorry for his master.

Now that I heard that Venerable Jingyu had died in the war world, it was good that he did not immediately take action against Wang Chang.

"Master Qingshan has confirmed it!"

Wang Changsheng said helplessly, "A great friend of Grand Master Qingshan sent a message to Grand Master Qingshan. Now, Grand Master Qingshan has sent his avatar to the war realm to check!"

Regarding these situations, Wang Changsheng told Wen Qiu truthfully. As for what Wen Qiu planned to do, Wang Changsheng had no control over it.

boom!

Just as Wang Changsheng finished speaking, a roaring sound came into Wang Changsheng's ears.

Without any hesitation, Wang Changsheng retreated directly.

When he told Wen Qiu, Wang Changsheng was mentally prepared, guessing that Wen Qiu might explode emotionally.

Therefore, Wang Changsheng has always been on guard.

But now, Wen Qiu's emotions really exploded!

As a muffled sound came out, a roar sounded from Wenqiu's body. Wenqiu, who originally did not have much power, suddenly became as powerful as an unsheathed long sword.

Even though Wang Changsheng retreated far away, he still felt Wen Qiu's power, which was a bit scorching.

"He is indeed a strong man who can make a name for himself in the war world," Wang Changsheng sighed in his heart.

The fierce sword power puts even Wang Changsheng to shame. Wang Changsheng can be sure that Wen Qiu is definitely a sword cultivator, and he is still the most powerful sword cultivator he has seen so far.

"Young Master is at his peak!" Wang Changsheng said with determination in his heart.

call out!

While Wang Changsheng was still shocked, a sound broke through the air, and then Wang Changsheng saw Wen Qiu rising into the sky like a sword light, disappearing into the prison, and heading straight for the battlefield.

"powerful!"

Wang Changsheng felt Wenqiu's aura and disappeared in his own perception in the blink of an eye. He sighed and said, "It's too strong!"

Wang Changsheng knew very well that when Wenqiu was imprisoned, Cai Shaozun was in a later stage and was one of the most powerful disciples among the disciples of Master Jingyu.

However, the power and cultivation that just erupted from Wen Qiu were already at the peak of Young Master's level.

In other words, during these years of being imprisoned in prison, Wenqiu was not only introspecting, but also practicing.

Keep a sword!

I'm afraid it's only one step away from the realm of the venerable.

"This time out of its sheath, the Gentleman's Sword will probably enter the realm of the venerable!" Wang Changsheng said in his heart.

As long as Wenqiu steps into the realm of the venerable, with his sword cultivator's powerful combat power, he may have a place in the realm of the venerable. When the time comes, there will be a venerable presence in the Jingyu Mountains again.

What's more, the remaining disciples of Venerable Jingyu are not bad. There are several of them. With the power of Jingyu Mountain Range, they should not fall out of the position of the main line in Qingshan Gate.

"Uncle Ninth Master!"

Not long after Wen Qiu left, a figure appeared not far from Wang Changsheng.

Wang Changsheng was no stranger to this person. He was a third-generation disciple from the Jingyu Mountains. He had cultivated in the early stage of Mahayana and was responsible for guarding the prison.

In the prison, there are many strong people imprisoned. In the deepest part of the prison, there are even sages. However, those strong people have been suppressed. Otherwise, a monk in the early stage of Mahayana would really be unable to see

Live in this prison.

"Dare I ask Uncle Ninth Master, what was it just now?"

The third generation disciple responsible for guarding the prison had a somewhat confused look in his eyes.

When Wen Qiu's power broke out and flew away through the air, this third-generation disciple had already noticed it. However, Wen Qiu's power was too powerful and he did not dare to get close.

Now Wen Qiu disappeared, he rushed over immediately and saw Wang Changsheng.

This third-generation disciple did not pay much attention to Wen Qiu's disappearance. He knew that his fourth uncle's situation did not require him to be imprisoned at all. It was just that Wen Qiu himself did not want to leave.

"Your fourth uncle has left!"

Wang Changsheng pointed at the prison that Wen Qiu destroyed and said with an incomprehensible expression, "Let's repair this place!"

After speaking, Wang Changsheng did not explain much and disappeared directly.

Returning to the main hall, I felt that the disciples of Jingyu Mountain Range were all performing their duties. The death of Lord Jingyu had not spread, but the atmosphere in the entire Jingyu Mountain Range was obviously wrong. Many monks had expressions on their faces.

With a solemn expression.

“It’s time to leave”

The death of Venerable Jingyu taught Wang Changsheng that even a strong man in the realm of Venerable is not invincible.
Chapter completed!